I Keep Going Here

So I had some free time on a Wednesday afternoon to once again visit this place. No cover during the day. I don’t know why I do this to myself over and over again. Oh, I know why. I live in DC and this city isn’t great for clubs. It could be but it’s not.

Now that we’ve got that out of the way, think of this place as a car show. You can look at the new cars up close, you can sit with them, and if you act like a gentleman, you can touch (hold hands, touch thigh/waist) but that’s about it. No driving the cars though. If you do get to hang out with one, you will be expected to buy them a drink as well as tip them repeatedly. They will hang out with you as long as you either keep giving them money, or believe that there’s a chance you will go to VIP with them.

VIP is upstairs, has its own bar, and I’ve heard you’ll be required to buy champagne. I’ve gone for a tour with one of the ladies. She wanted me to tip her for the tour “like $20” and I was like “here’s $4”. I’d bet that VIP is pretty similar to hanging out downstairs in the normal area except maybe they’re a little more hands on. I don’t know for sure though.